I wish I could go home. Back to the little life I’d built for myself out on the beach. Hm.

I won’t challenge that. In fact, I’d agree, but the end result for them was the same. They were butchered. How is slaughtering them in their home more defendable than them being sent off to die in some awful war?

You’d render a life forfeit merely because someone doesn’t align themselves with your bent worldview? Oh, how far you have fallen.

If your cause commands you to butcher innocent people, your cause is evil.

Tell that to the children in the Temple on that wretched day.

Out of all of the Order’s many failings, that moment wasn’t one of them. Unless you wish to count Obi-Wan’s inability to finish off that monster.

What and, pray tell, did they do?

It was, once.

Oh, Cyntru…

#Queekisms Am I missing replies? I feel like I haven’t caught up with everyone?

“It’s like a compulsion for you? Isn’t it? Breaking things apart and seeing how they work or how you could improve them?” She immediately regretted the way she framed that question. ‘Compulsion’. It had more of a harsh tone than intended, and the former Jedi couldn’t help but scoff at herself.

“I’m not against it.”

❝ 𝙊𝙧 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙛𝙛.ᐣ ❞

#Queekisms Am I missing replies? I feel like I haven’t caught up with everyone?

< — Nursing a blaster burn. Stormtroopers got lucky this time.

“We shall see, Emperor.” Flourishing her weapon, she offers him the Makashi salute. Eyes filled with determination despite the odds.

“I think nobody, even shoe designers, has ever put so much thought into this.” She’s watching all of this with a rather bemused if curious expression, but a small smile managed to find its way across Jira’s face. She could almost feel the other’s focus and energy radiating off of Antiquary. “-

#Queekisms I would (and have) argued that it would depend on the nature of the battle. If it’s pure force then Valkorion slams Palps. But Valk is considered a pretty mid dueller for his tier. So, Palps would make mincemeat of the guy in that scenario.

#Queekisms I’ll catch up on my serious stuff after some grub!

She’s honestly grateful that her ‘hiccup’ went unnoticed. Itching her brow, Jira tries to regain even a small bit of composure. “Then you should ask yourself what concerns you more. Comfort or aesthetics?”

“About…?” Oh wait she said something…? Jira barely heard it. “OH! The shoes. Um. I don’t mind them…?”

ㅤ 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐼 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑑𝑜 𝑜𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑒. #RWBYRP | #MVRP | #SFWRP | #FightRP

#Queekisms I like to think that if Jira found out that her family ran a tailoring company, she got them to make her custom robes. She wouldn’t say who she is. But just to honour she’d fork out the cash for a fit.

#Queekisms How do y’all feel about Jira?

#Queekisms I really don’t understand what they were thinking with most of Clone Wars era Ahsoka’s outfits. Most of them were so Unnecessary?

Jira did the same. Holding her blade off to the side. “Is that how you’ve lived for so long? You run from danger like a coward?”

Even she lets loose every now and then. #SeductiveSunday

“Only an idiot fears the unknown.”

Then so be it. I do not fear dying.

It wouldn’t be the first time, old man.

Let’s all attack the Empire!

❛ 七つの封印のうち最初の四つが破られると、黙示録をもたらすために四人の騎手が召喚されるだろう。 ❜ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ♡ + ↻

“I will once they buzz off!” She wasn’t prejudice against droids. But a small horde of what seemed like little droids all buzzing about after an explosion nearby? Bad memories there.

Her natural instinct at the sight of a horde of flying robots is to grab and activate her lightsaber. “What the fu…”

Maybe I should get away for awhile. Find somewhere calm and just unwind for a few days.

More imperials. (🤢)

Finished rebuilding my Imperial/Warlord OC’s biography. I’m very happy with this latest version. He certainly feels a little OP. But I think there’s three good trade offs — there’s plenty of stagnant moments — he has MAJOR flaws — he’s driven by a singular, all-consuming and predictable desire.

Deja Vu…?

“Sounds like a rather formal upbringing…” Mused the former Jedi, who stretched her free arm and yawned a little. She wasn’t tired per-say, but perhaps a little worn down by everything today. “…don’t tell me. Let me guess. You’re some kind of nobility? Hm?”

#Queekisms Little mentally frazzled. Gunna focus on writing with close frens tonight. I’ll get back to everyone else tomorrow.

Taking them away?

The Flood…? Rings…? I’m sorry, but I don’t know what those terms mean.

#Queekisms The Imperial/Warlord OC is basically uh He’s a highborn Serenno nobleman. Old enough to have seen the Clone Wars but young enough that he wasn’t at all actually associated with the Seppies. Enlists in the Empire. Rises the ranks. When the Empire finally falls apart -

What happened?

You know wh…ugh, forget it. Why doesn’t it matter?